Chapter 240 Broken Mirror (1)

raised eyebrows.

Leng Shui Mo looked at Yun Yiran: "Do you think this deity is so stupid?"

"..."

Red Guoguo's contempt!

Hearing this, Yuanqiu felt like he had suffered ten thousand points of damage!
However, if someone else said this, he might still dare to resist, but when it came from Leng Shuimo's mouth, he... can only bear it!I can only bear it!

woohoo...

At this time, Yun Yiran turned to look at Leng Shuimo: "Has the matter been resolved?"

She left in a hurry that day, presumably something difficult happened. However, she regretted it after asking. After all, if Leng Shuimo came here, the matter must have been resolved.

"Are you worried about me?"

Leng Shuimo narrowed his eyes, and a smile seemed to flash across his indifferent face.

Yun Yiran thought about it for a while, and replied lightly: "Yes."

She doesn't like to beat around the bush, what's more, Leng Shuimo has helped her many times after all, so it's normal for her to worry.

This is just like... She cares about Yuanqiu for the same reason.

That's right.

It's like a ball, thinking about it, a very faint smile appeared on the corner of Yun Yiran's mouth, although it was indifferent, it made people feel extremely comfortable.

"..."

Leng Shuimo's body froze for a moment, and the slightly indifferent lines seemed to flash a hint of ecstasy!
However, I believe that if he knew that Yun Yiran equated him with Yuanqiu in his heart, he would probably be so angry... Want to kill him?

I saw that Leng Shuimo stepped forward and stroked Yun Yiran's ink hair, although his words were still cold, they were surprisingly gentle: "Do you want me to kill him?"

"..."

When Murong Mian at the side heard this, her eyes widened immediately: "Mozun, if you kill me, then our Pavilion Master of Tianxiu Palace will definitely not let you go!"

"Or, how about torture to death a little bit?" Leng Shuimo asked again.

"..."

At that moment, Murong Mian only felt a strong sense of fear spreading in his body!
Yun Yiran glanced at Murong Mian indifferently: "It's just a waste, blood will only dirty hands." As she spoke, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and then she threw a silver needle that had been prepared in her hand directly at him. past!

Silver light shimmers!

In the next second, Murong Mian fell to the ground: "Yun Yiran, what have you done to me...to me...?!" As the severe pain in his body came wave after wave, he had already collapsed on the ground. The ground kept rolling, and it was really embarrassing to look like that.

"Something that can make you honest." Yun Yiran raised the corner of his lips slightly, his eyes were full of indifference.

Sometimes, killing a person is actually making the other person cheaper.

On the contrary, if you can use it for yourself, it is the best way to solve the problem.

"Ah! It hurts!"

I saw that Murong Mian was rolling over and over, his face was full of pain: "You bitch, I..."

"Snapped!"

Leng Shuimo just flicked his sleeves, and Murongmian's cheeks became swollen.

"Mozun, you are like this..."

"Snapped!"

Flicking his sleeve again, another bloodstain was drawn on his right cheek.

Murong Mian's originally handsome facial features suddenly swelled into a pig's head, which shows the strength of the cold ink painting.

Murong Mian bared her teeth, her eyes became extremely angry: "Mozun, are you really not afraid that Ziluan Tiansu will attack you?!"

Ziluan and Tiansu.

Although the two temples have been fighting each other, they have always had a common goal, which is the Land of Enchanted Demons!

Therefore, if the two parties really get together, it will definitely be an extremely dangerous thing for the enchanted land!

(End of this chapter)

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